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“Is this what you wanted?” he asked in his deep voice.
I nodded, and as soon as I did he pounded me again.
“Oh God yes.” I leaned back on my elbows as he fucked me harder.
Donovan pawed at my breasts while jack-hammering into me, rougher and rougher. All the while he kept his eyes locked onto mine, drinking in my desire like it was as intoxicating as the Negroni.
After a few minutes he said, “I know what youreallywant.”
He pulled me down from the table and kissed my neck, dragging his teeth across my skin. Then he spun me around. He planted a strong hand on my back and bent me over the pool table, then filled me from behind without hesitation.
I cried out with pleasure as he took control. The new angle was intense, but injustthe right way. I gazed over my shoulder at him as he grabbed my waist and began slamming into me, holding nothing back.
Donovan moaned loudly, and I opened my lips to join my cries of ecstasy to his. I rolled my head back and caught a glimpse of our reflection in the mirror behind the bar. I was bent over the pool table, back arched and ass in the air. Donovan’s gorgeous body gripped mine tightly, arms bulging with taut strength as he refused to let go.
We lookedhot.
As new pleasure overwhelmed me, I clenched my eyes shut and let my moan echo through the empty lounge.
33
Donovan
The Day She Got Adventurous
There was a very long list of ways I wanted to make love to Molly. In every room, in every position possible. So when she told me not to be nice with her, I knewexactlywhat she meant. And I knew exactly what I was going to do to her. I’d known since the moment she teased me by bending over during ourfirstpool game, over a week ago.
You want to show off your ass? Well then I’m going to make it mine.
She reacted just how I hoped as I bent her over the table and buried myself into her. She was already soaking wet, but now she wasdrenched. My length slid in and out of her with ease, despite how tight she was.
Molly’s ass was a masterpiece. I don’t want to overstate it, but the sight of it alone was enough to make any man cry with joy. The smooth, round globes of her ass pressed together, then tapering off at a narrow waist. I clutched one of her cheeks in my hand, squeezing her flesh beneath my fingers and letting it fill my palm. I savored the sight of my cock disappearing between those orbs, devoured by the lushness of her pussy within.
I’ve never been into a person this much,I realized.
I grabbed a handful of her hair and gave it a testing squeeze. She arched her back and moaned loudly, just like I hoped.
The sounds she made grew louder as I slammed into her. Harder and harder I fucked her, giving her exactly what she wanted. I needed her to come, both to hear her scream with elation and becauseIwanted to come, and I wouldn’t let myself do it until she had. But the way her slit was gripping me, tight like a vice…
Molly twisted to look back at me, surprise and bliss in her dark eyes, and then she completely fell apart. Her cry of ecstasy was music to my ears. I fisted her hair and finally surrendered to the sweet release of her body, and as I came I pushed into her as deep as I could, bottoming out inside her wet heat while it clamped around me tightly.
When I came down from my eye-watering, toe-curling orgasm, I wrapped my arms around Molly and pulled her up into a standing position, her pale ass cheeks pressed warmly against my skin while I was still inside of her. I twisted her face around so I could taste her lips, and we stayed like that until I finally went soft.
Yeah,I thought,I’m so into you, Molly.
She excused herself to the lounge bathroom, and then I did the same to clean up. When I returned, Molly was jiggling her empty glass in the air behind the bar.
“Excuse me, bartender line cook sex robot? I need another Negroni. Don’t you know I’m onvacation?”
I grinned and took her glass. “Right away, ma’am.”
She giggled and leaned on the bar top. “I’ve never done that before.”
“I’ve never had sex on a pool table either.” I gave her a wink and added, “I’ve eaten a girl out on one, but not sex. The only girls I ever saw at the bar back home were biker chicks older than my mom. And they had alotmore tattoos than you.”
Molly didn’t laugh at my joke. “No,” she said. “I meant… I’ve never done that position. Like, bent over.”
“You’ve never had doggy style sex,” I said skeptically.
